A/N: Thank you all for putting up with me. But the good news is that school is finally out and I'll have a lot more time to write now. believe it or not, this story is almost done. I'm looking at anywhere from two to four more chapters. This chapter is a little on the short side, but again more to come. Review!

Hawaii. Gabriella wanted to go to Hawaii. When her daughter had pitched the idea to Mrs. Montez, she had almost immediately shot it down. It was too much, she figured, to have all of her friends miss a month of school to sit on a beach. There was no way their parents would let them.

But Gabriella had persisted. "I am dying, Mom, have you forgotten? And my friends already said they would go."

So Gabriella's mother agreed to think about it. She had made no promises to her daughter, because in reality, she figured there was no way they'd be able to pull it off. But when she had talked to all the other kids' mothers, they said they thought the trip was an excellent idea. If it was what Gabriella wanted, then it was worth it.

So before she knew it, she had talked to a travel agent, booked a flight and bought a new suitcase. They had worked out the details. Mrs. Montez would be taking Gabriella, Troy, Taylor, Chad and Sharpay on a trip to Hawaii, because that was what Gabriella wanted. Luckily, one of Gabriella's mother's friends had agreed to come along to keep her mother company.

It was hard for her though, because she was going to have to pretend to have a good time in Hawaii, while in reality all she would be able to think about was her daughter's health. She thought Gabriella was being incredibly brave, putting off all her fears to enjoy her time, but her mother just couldn't do the same. Every time she looked at Gabriella there was a constant reminder of what was to come in just a few short months.

But she would do whatever she could to ignore it, because that was what Gabriella wanted.

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"This," Gabriella said, "is paradise."

Troy glanced over at his girlfriend, who was lying in the soft sand of the Hawaiian shore. She had been lying in the sand for an hour and a half now, just staring at the clouds. At first he didn't mind laying there with her, but now he was getting bored. Taylor, Chad and Sharpay had already headed off down the beach to explore and Mrs. Montez had gone shopping with her friend. They had just gotten to Hawaii that day, and Troy was antsy. He wanted to do more than sit in the same spot on the same beach.

"Gabriella," he said, trying to distract her, "Do you want to go in the water or something?"

"No."

Troy sighed, turning over on his back. Maybe if he could see what was so interesting to her, he could enjoy it too. "What are you looking at anyway?"

"I'm just really enjoying this, you know? Being here, in Hawaii, with you. It's insane," She rolled over on her side, facing Troy. "Am I boring you?"

"Not at all," Troy lied. After all, this whole trip was for her, he wanted her to be happy. If she wanted to sit here for two weeks straight, he would have done it.

Gabriella rolled over, so she was just inches away from Troy and laughed. "You're such a liar."

He turned to face her. "No. I could lay here and look at you all day."

Gabriella smiled and shook her head, ignoring the blush that she felt growing up her neck and face. She moved her hand into his, and he squeezed it gently. She knew he was bored out of his mind, but it was sweet that he would put up with it for her.

"Well," Gabriella said, pointing to the sky, "doesn't that cloud look like a frog?"

Troy glanced up at puffy white masses in the sky, trying to make out a frog. He hadn't done this since he was a little kid, sprawled out in his backyard. He laughed and shook his head. "That is not a frog."

Gabriella looked back at the clouds. "Yes it is. There is clearly a frog head, and look, the feet..."

"No way," Troy said, cutting her off, "It's a kangaroo."

"What?"

Troy didn't answer, but turned back to look at Gabriella. She looked so serene, laying in the beige sand staring at the clouds. Her dark hair stood out against her white bikini, and she looked so happy that Troy felt a smile growing on his own face. He stared at her, watching the clouds go by, until she turned to him.

"What?"

He leaned over and planted a small kiss on her ear. "I love you," he whispered, running a hand through her soft hair. His finger ran through her hair, down past her ear and onto her neck.

Gabriella giggled a little and strayed from his touch. "That tickles," she said, "But I love you too."

Troy smiled and sat up. "Do you love me enough to go into the water now?"

Gabriella shook her head, laughing slightly, but sat up anyway and reached for his hand. "Okay, let's go."

The water was on the cold side, but so blue you could see right through it to the soft sand. Troy and Gabriella stood where it was up to their knees, inching their way deeper. Troy stood a few feet in front of Gabriella, and he turned back towards her.

"Are you going to stay there the whole time?" he asked, and she shrugged in response.

"You go first," she said, and as he turned around, she sprinted towards him. Her hands came into contact with his back at full force, and he fell forward, landing in the water with a splash.

Gabriella laughed and he stood up, now soaked from head to toe. His hair was dripping and matted to his head, his chest covered in sand. He ran a hand through his wet hair and stepped closer to Gabriella with a smile.

"So that's how you want to play, huh?" He asked.

Gabriella knew what he was going to do before he did it. She backed up, trying to get away from him, but he was faster than her. He grabbed her waist and spun her towards him, trapping her.

She squealed and laughed, trying to get away. "Troy, let me go."

He lifted her up and shook his head. "No way," he said with a laugh as he headed into the water deeper, carrying Gabriella in his arms as if she was a baby.

"Can I negotiate?" she said, tilting her head and locking eyes with Troy. He looked down at her in his arms and raised his eyebrows. She raised her face, connecting her lips with Troy's neck

"Montez..." he warned, trying to ignore her kisses on his neck. She was moving higher, leaving a trail of kisses along his jaw line. She ran a wet hand across his shoulder, and Troy had an urge to put her down so he could kiss her too.

"Troy," she whispered in between kisses, "put me down?"

He shook his head with a grin. "You wanna go down? Fine." Gabriella realized what he was going to do, and tried to grip his neck, but she was too late. He tossed her lightly, so she landed with a splash a few feet away from him. Her head dipped down under the water, and when she came back up she was drenched.

She shook her head and laughed. "We should have stayed on the sand."

Troy wiped a few drops of water off of her face. "Nah. This is nice."

He bent down, his lips about to connect with hers, when they heard a huge rumble. He pulled back, looking up at the sky. The clear blue they had watched just minutes before was covered with huge gray clouds, blocking out the sun.

"Thunder?" Gabriella asked, shaking her head, "But it was just nice out!"

Troy shrugged. "It's going to pour, but I guess it'll pass within an hour. Come on, let's go back up."

They headed out of the water, and back onto the sand. As they gathered their things, huge drops were beginning to splash down on them, plopping on their bare backs. Gabriella shook her head, pulling a coverup over her shoulders. "I can't believe the weather changed this fast."

Troy pulled a shirt on and shrugged as another huge clap of thunder rumbled over head. "Let's just get back inside."

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Ten minutes later, they pushed open the door to Gabriella's hotel room. She was sharing it with Sharpay and Taylor, but neither of them were around. Troy dumped their stuff on the floor and headed over to the window. It was pouring, and it didn't seem to be letting up.

"Well," he said, "I guess we're stuck inside for a little while. Should we grab lunch or something?"

Gabriella joined him by the window. She turned towards him, snaking her arms around his neck. "We could just stay here for a little while," she said, and placed her lips on his.

He kissed her back, the intensity rising each time. She ran her fingers through his wet hair and across his back, traveling down to find the bottom of his shirt. She pulled it up and over his head and tossed it aside.

He pushed her softly, until they were leaning against the wall. He trailed kisses down her cheeks and across her neck and shoulders. Her hair was still wet, and as Troy touched it, it dripped down her back, making her shiver. He captured her lips once again and her coverup came off.

As Troy reached the ties on her bathing suit, he stopped and pulled back, staring at her. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked. As much as he wanted to keep going, he didn't want her to regret anything.

Gabriella stared at him, with just a slight smile on her face. "I love you," she whispered, so low he almost didn't hear it.

"I love you too."

Gabriella reached for Troy's hand, and placed it on the loose strings of her top. "Then I'm positive," she said, kissing him again as they fell backwards onto the bed.